Cut grass lies frail:
Brief is the breath
Mown stalks exhale.
Long, long the death
It dies in the white hours
Of young-leafed June
With chestnut flowers,
With hedges snowlike strewn,
White lilac bowed,
Lost lanes of Queen Anne’s lace,
And that high-builded cloud
Moving at summer’s pace.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- First Verse
- A Grace after Meat by Robert Burns
- Владимир Высоцкий – Песенка про ребёнка-поросёнка
- Of course I love you by Sappho
- From ‘Samson Agonistes’ i poem – John Milton poems
- The Eve of Saint Agnes by Malcolm Massiah
- eudaemonism_in_a_senryu_novel.html
- A Song Of Autumn
- Юлия Друнина – А всё равно
- A Wold Friend by William Barnes
- Martin’s Tide by William Barnes
- Idylls of the King: The Last Tournament (excerpt) poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- A Scot To Jeanne D’Arc poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Baldovan by William Topaz McGonagall
- lost_love_is_never_lost.html
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
Philip Arthur Larkin (1922-1985), Commander of the Order of the British Empire, a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, Cavalier of the Order of the Companions of Honour, was an English poet, novelist, and librarian.